Chapter 33
Sarah leapt to her feet, blood pounding through her veins. After everything that had happened, after all the lives that had been lost, Lady Margaret was really doing this?
She fought to retain at least a little control. When she’d first learnt to fight she’d always had Jon nearby, ready to cover any gaps she left when the anger swept her away, but no longer. Her husband was gone, his body left to the elements and wild animals… no, she couldn’t think about that now. Jon was gone, which meant she had to keep enough control that she didn’t leave Mary unprotected.
Looking around the room she saw many small groups pulling even tighter together. Guards loyal to Lady Margaret blocked the exit, while the bulk of her guards were moving towards Sarah and the others. It made sense
